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Yo, it's Dito. Talk to me.

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[syncopathic]

Oh god no. I wasn't married. You think I'd pay a DOWRY for that fat-titted waste of space?

In any case, we can maybe talk about it when I reach the beach. Not if you decide on making this a romantic rendezvous after all, though-- that's one topic of conversation GUARANTEED to make me go soft.

[comecatchthesehands]

A dowry? lol. You going to go to bed at 7 and worry about dying at twenty? Would anyone pay a dowry for anyone anymore? Is that actually a thing for you?

[Yes all those questions. But the rest of it comes through and Tomura can understand at least a hint.]

I plan on letting you find me if you're actually on your way. Who wants to talk about people not here, anyway.

[syncopathic]

Call me decrepit, if that's the case. I'm 22. And a night owl.

And of course dowries are a thing! You mean you don't do that where you're from?

[comecatchthesehands]

I'd believe it if you added a zero to the end of that. Night owl doesn't mean 4PM.

Only suckers and morons that want to tie themselves down that bad. Lame enough they want to 404 their social life, worse they want to bribe someone to do it.

[syncopathic]

What if it was 4PM the next day, though?

And you're preaching to the choir. I never said that I was into any of that stuff, just that it was common in my world.

What's 404?

[comecatchthesehands]

Acceptable. Barely.

[Sometimes Dito isn't so bad to talk to. You just have to wade through the gutter to get to some of the better parts. Also his Kingdom for someone who understands his game and internet culture speak.]

I met someone from the 1900's once, what year is it? Or do you know?

Means that something isn't found. It's a computer term and I'm guessing you're not too familiar with computers either.

[syncopathic]

It was the summer of `98 when I got yanked here, I think.

I'm not going to prove my ignorance by asking what a computer is, it was probably obvious already.

[comecatchthesehands]

What's the most popular TV series in that time?

I guessed so.
Electronic device that you can use to communicate, games, kind of like our network shit and how I'm texting you, only with a flat screen and an on screen keyboard. Dabi is looking for one, if he finds it to stash his hentai on then I'll take a picture.

[syncopathic]

Did you listen to a word I said? We don't have TVs in my time. I'm from 998 AD. Pretty sure the commonfolk would shit their pants if there was suddenly something like that here.

[Then again, maybe not. It probably wasn't impossible for the Intoners to create something like that.]

Someone who used to live here introduced me to TVs while he was here. I particularly liked the one movie about the gross monster that mimicked people.

[He's talking about John Carpenter's The Thing, naturally.]

[comecatchthesehands]

'98 is 1998 in my time. How do I know what time you're from?

There's a few like that. What else happened in it?

[It's making the beach more interesting and less depressing that's for sure.]

[syncopathic]

[You like him, admit it.]

How the hell am I supposed to know that? The calendar doesn't go up that far in my world.

It was the one with the transforming dogs. And the men tied to the couch. And they were in some kind of snowy environment.

[comecatchthesehands]

[He doesn't hate him. That's something.]

Because ours goes backward, I'm supposed to know you were born with a dinosaur given to you by your ninja village?

Oh. The Thing. Was it the original or the remake?

[syncopathic]

Dragon, actually. And he wasn't technically mine, just my traveling companion's. I wouldn't have wanted him anyway. He was a pain in the ass.

[Luckily, Sal's told him enough about the movie that he recognizes what Shigaraki is asking, even if he doesn't fully understand it.]

He said it was the original. No sea-gee-eye, whatever that means. I assume it has something to do with the ocean.

And now you're about to tell me that I'm dumb, I can feel it.

[comecatchthesehands]

I'll give you that dragons are cooler than dinosaurs. Unless they're hybrids and are a dragon dinosaur. Technically pterodactyl could be those.

CGI. If you didn't know it, I'm the asshole. You're capable of making an ass of yourself all without me, but not for that. The CGI in the later remake wasn't bad, just wasn't good either. Did he show you the Alien series?

[No, you see, Dito... You've activated his nerd card.]

[syncopathic]

[Oh no, he's captured Shigaraki's interest, whatever shall he do, etc.]

He showed me the first one, but told me there were more. We didn't get to watch the rest before he disappeared, though he did warn me not to watch past the second one. He never told me why.

[comecatchthesehands]

We're watching the rest. What a fucking hipster.

[syncopathic]

I have no idea what that means, but my schedule's free.

Are you inviting me to your home for the evening, Lord Wraith?

[comecatchthesehands]

Good.

If I had a home, no. I don't stay in one place. I'll figure something out. You can keep calling me that, flattering will get you nowhere.

[syncopathic]

Should I throw caution to the winds and invite you into my home, then? It might be risky, but I think you've already seen by my fighting style that I like taking risks.

[comecatchthesehands]

[That's true... if Dito invites him over, he'll know where he lives.]

That's up to you. I could've killed you any time I wanted and that if I wanted you dead, you would be. Your omen would bitch and I'm not interested in that either.

[syncopathic]

That doesn't rule out little deaths, though. My omen would bitch about those too, of course, but who cares what she thinks?

[If there was anyone in the world who could get his rocks off to the sound of Private Hudson pussing out in the background, it'd be Dito.]

Like I said, I'm willing to take my chances. Odds are it'll be an entertaining evening at the very least.

[He sends the coordinates to his house in Crenshaw over to Shigaraki, and tells himself that the excited chills running up his legs are just the prospect of this visit once again staving off his ever-present boredom.]

[comecatchthesehands]

I've added 'black light' to my list of things to get before I go over. Then I know where not to sit.

[Shigaraki takes a little bit to respond after seeing that.]

lol. You're going to make a lot of people shit their pants. This is perfect.

[syncopathic]

[Dito briefly considers asking Shigaraki what a "black light" is, but ultimately decides against it. Odds are it's some new futuristic toy that Five somehow hadn't yet discovered. And hey-- if Shigaraki wants to play like that, he's willing to oblige.]

Shit their pants? Why is that? Do you know a lot of people in Crenshaw or something?

[comecatchthesehands]

Let's just say that if there were a creature here more frightening than anything someone had ever seen? That bitch is going to stand in my shadow. You live around a lot of the people who think that very way from my home world.

Still want me to show up?

[syncopathic]

[Oh, Shigaraki. You had his curiosity, and now you have his attention.]

I'm sorry, was that supposed to be a deterrent? Honestly, I gathered all that just from watching you fight. You wouldn't be the first white-haired, red-eyed beauty I've encountered who could instill fear in the hearts of men.

It just means there'll probably be no one coming around and bothering us, that's all.